Blackbird0 - Yup, just a few more chapters and we'll be leaving the capital. No! You have a crush on Oberyn! I could never tell! :P

Slytherin Studios - I think I'll be sneaking another chapter about Oberyn in before we leave Kings Landing. Thanks for your review!

Lelleg - Don't worry about it!

Vikkihngergame1 - Oh, I'm not that fast sweetie. Or I haven't' been lately, I've just needed time to myself lately so I've not uploaded in a week or so. Yey no more Joffrey! Oberyn will make her feel better later though. Have you heard the song I ship it? You should look it up, it's funny. Yes, Cat knew about her dreams and I think she never spoke of them to anyone to keep Shilo safe. Ned also knew but he rather hoped it was just dreams, once he understood, I think he wanted to keep her safe. Robb only knows she has nightmares. There will be more Oberyn/Shilo before she leaves.I think Brienne will be more then happy to help Shilo learn to defend herself. I can't decide whether I'm Shilo/Jon or Shilo/Oberyn.

Thephantomismylove - I have! But I need a break every now and then!

Lady Syndra - Thank you for your review!

Wow have you guys seen the last few episodes, I watched them properly and then again and thought about Shilo in those eps; how she would be in the battle of the bastards. Whether she would ride with Sansa or Jon, but I couldn't seen Sansa sharing her secret and thought about Shilo seeing Rickon and it being her to run for him, and Jon after her. I've even considered Shilo having a green dream when Bran seeing ToJ and discovering the truth about Jon...maybe. I've watched a lot of the episodes again and been thinking about how to fit Shilo in; whether she would go with Brienne to try and secure the Blackfish and run into Jaime again, or her meeting Lyanna Mormont. I think she would love the little bear. Anyway, I'm getting way a head of myself!

Tyrion sat against his stand, he looked at Lady Shilo. He had a feeling that she had something to do with all of this; that she knew more then she was letting on but his father was adamant about marrying her to Jaime. Tyrion thought about what Jaime had told him, say he was guilty and as for mercy and father would send him to the wall. At first Tyrion wondered how his older brother had managed go convince his father to agree to such a thing but it was clear looking at the young woman. It was about marrying her, Tyrion almost smiled at what his brother was willing to give up and do for him. The little lord took a moment to calm himself, for days he had been so angry about the arrest and so angry that Shilo did nothing. There was no way in all the seven hells that Sansa could disappear and Shilo have no idea about it. She was so calm, anyone would think so. Tyrion had overheard different conversations about himself and his wife and her cousin; he had overheard Loras Tyrell and his grandmother speak about Shilo. How well she was coping without her cousin, but upon closer inspection , it was easy to see she wasn't coping. There were cracks within her demeanor, Tyrion overheard that Loras was going to speak with her. He felt guilty for abandoning her and he wasn't going to allow Tywin Lannister to scare him away anymore. Shilo deserved more then this, and Tyrion smiled, if she did have anything to do with this then it looked like she still had friends in the capital. She would be safe, for now. Until she left for Casterly Rock. From what Tyrion had heard, she had been ignoring his fathers instructions; she was still speaking with Oberyn Martell and now Loras would be seeing her again. Tyrion made a mental note to ask Jaime to bring Shilo to him, he needed to speak to her.

Tyrion didn't bother to stand straight as his father and the other two judges appeared and called the court to order, he didn't care. He had a way out now, but he still had to make it through the rest of his trial. He looked up and couldn't believe what he was seeing. Rather, who he was seeing. Shae. She was going to testify against him? No, Tyrion stood up straight. It felt like someone had thrown ice cold water over him. She wouldn't truly do this to him, would she?

"State your name."

"Shae."

"Do you swear by all the Gods that your testimony will be true and honest?"

"I Swear."

"Do you know this man?" Tywin asked, nodding at his youngest child.

Shae turned to looked at Tyrion. He had such a pitiful look, he was almost willing her in his head to not speak, to not go ahead with any of this. He wanted her to leave, to not throw him to the wolves. He loved her, and if she was doing this out of spite because he tried to get rid of her...He had only been trying to save her from the man she now spoke to. The Gods were cruel beings.

"Yes, Tyrion Lannister."

"And how do you know him?"

"I was hand maiden to his wife lady Sansa."

For a second, Tyrion spared a look to Shilo. He knew exactly what she was thinking. He was aware that she, like Sansa had trusted Shae a lot and shared some secrets with her. And now the young girl was wondering just how far Shae would go to ensure her safety at the end of this trial. Tyrion looked back at Shae, and for a moment, all he could think was how pretty she looked in her pink dress. It was a simple but southern style and Tyrion thought perhaps, if things had been different, they may have courted properly. Yet this was not how things had planned out. She was testifying against him.

"Tyrion Lannister stands accused of the murder of the king, what do you know about that?"

"I know that he is guilty. He and Sansa planned together."

Tyrion stepped down, his heard was cracking and breaking. Splinters of his heart falling, and the little lord, for all his grief thought about looking at the only other person that would be hurt at this; but he did not need to turn to know that Shilo Arryn was feeling this vice like pressure on her heart. Sansa had been betrayed by someone she had considered a friend. As had Shilo, and Tyrion had been betrayed by his lover. He know that Shilo was breaking, that whatever Shae said could destroy her next whether it be about Sansa or herself, but Tyrion kept his eyes upon Shae. Now was not the time to worry about the Arryn, he'd speak to her later. Right now, Shae was all he could see, all he could hear.

"Do you, now?"

"She wanted revenge for her father, mother, brother. She blamed their deaths on the king. Tyrion agreed to help, he hated Joffrey. He hated the queen. He hated you, my lord. He stole poison from the grand Maester's chamber to put in Joffrey's wine."

"How could you possibly know all this?" Oberyn Martell asked. "Why would he reveal such plans to his wife's maid?"

"I wasn't just her maid. I was his whore."

"I beg your pardon!" Mace Tyrell spoke, "You said you were his...?"

"Whore." Shae answered.

Oberyn Martell listened to Shae, and her story of the little lord stealing her away; and he almost laughed. He was certain that Tyrion had a temper on him, like the rest of the Lannisters but he doubted that the imp was able to steal a woman away from a full size knight. He took the moment to look over the court, whatever had been between the little Lannister and the whore...it was something more then sex. Oberyn knew the look that Tyrion was giving the whore, and he knew it meant far more then just lust. A look to Cersei, showed him an almost satisfied woman. That was not the look of a mother that had just lost her son, it was the look a vengeful woman. Across to the Tyrells, and he saw Mace Tyrell was only able to keep up with the motion of things. It looked to Oberyn that the plump man was having a hard time with it all. His daughter sat with her head held high, she played the part of a mourning wife well. She took her comfort from her brother, whom held her hand. Yet Loras Tyrell's worried attentions were caught by another. Oberyn followed his gaze to Shilo Arryn.

The young girl was doing her utter most best to keep herself together and the prince knew she would only be able to take little more before she broke. He was sure he would be able to cheer her up somehow when they met later, but Oberyn could only see her as she was now. The strong woman he had grown to was breaking. Her eyes were glazed over and dewy, and at any moment he knew all those tears would just fall. She didn't want to break in front of the whole court, and certainly not in front of Cersei, but the girl was hanging by a thread.

"And did you?" He asked, looking at the whore.

"Did I what?"

"Fuck him like it was his last night in this world?"

Oberyn smiled, at the very least he could make a joke out of this somber ordeal; but with another look at the woman who had caught his attentions since he arrived here, Oberyn almost lost his grin. It was quite honestly one of the most heated looks a woman had ever given him, and not in a good way. That was the look of a woman scorned, a wife betrayed and vengeful, a mother disappointed and stern. And Oberyn quickly looked away from her, Ellaria had never made him regret his words, and yet Shilo had no more then glance to the side and he felt as though he should be asking her forgiveness. It was a strange look, both hot and cold. The North had made her a hard woman.

The whore began to explain that she did whatever Tyrion had wanted. Kissed him where he wanted and licked him where he wanted. Put himself where he wanted, that she was no more then his property; and object to use in time of boredom. Oberyn almost rolled his eyes, did the woman understand what being a whore meant?

Women were complicated.

"He told me to call him 'my lion', so I did. I would take his face in my hands and say 'I am yours and you are mine.'"

Shilo listened to Shae's confessions. She had seen the look on Tyrion's face when he had glanced at her, o much hurt upon his features. She did not need to ask to know that there was more then just lust between them. Shilo remembered all those looks that she had caught between the two, the looks she had kept secret from Sansa. She had thought perhaps it was just a passing fancy. She felt sorry for Tyrion to listen to all of this, she felt uncomfortable to listen to all this, secret musings of lovers. She wanted to leave, the tension could be cut with a knife and she was wondering why Shae had not said anything about her at first. She had though Shae had been from the queen, but when there had been no mention of her, she knew that the Tyrells must have caught up with her.

"Shae, no more."

Tyrion's voice almost broke her heart. He sounded like a broken man, a man who's heart had shattered and thrown to the wind.

"Please don't."

"I am a whore, remember? That was before he married Sansa, after that all he wanted was her, but she wouldn't let him in her bed. So he promised to kill King Joffrey for her."

"Father, I wish to confess."

Shilo almost stood from her seat when she heard the words from Tyrion. He wasn't really going to confess, was he? He had done nothing wrong. Panicked, Shilo looked to Jaime, and he shared her shocked expression. Although Jaime looked like he thought perhaps Tyrion had done it, if even for a falcon and the golden lion shared a worried look for a moment, both worried for the outcome of Tyrion before they both looked at Tyrion. Shilo was not aware of the scowl she was receiving from the queen because of the look she had shared with Jaime.

"You wish to confess?" Lord Tywin spoke in a taunting voice.

Tyrion turned to look at the crowd behind him with an angry scowl. "I saved you. I saved you all. I saved this city, and all your worthless lives. I should have let Stannis kill you all."

"Tyrion! Do you wish to confess?"

He turned back to face his father. "Yes, I wish to confess. Father, I am guilty. Is that what you want to hear?"

"You admit you poisoned the king?"

"No, of that, I am innocent. I am guilty of a far more heinous crime, I am guilty of being a dwarf."

"You are not on trial for being a dwarf." Tywin spoke in that taunting voice again.

"Oh, but I am. I have been on trial for that, my entire life."

"Have you nothing to say in your defense?"

"Nothing but this. I did not kill Joffrey, but I wish I had." He turned to his sister, "Watching your vicious bastard die gave me more relief then a thousand lying whores!"

Shilo felt numb, she did not know what was going to happen to him now. Luca had promised that they would be able to help Tyrion somehow and he would forgive her at some point, but now, watching him break, Shilo was unsure.

Tyrion turned to the crowd once more, "I wish I was the monster you think I am. I wish I had enough poison for the whole pack of you, I would gladly give my life to watch you all swallow it."

Shilo felt icy cold despite the southern heat.

Tyrion sneered at his father, "I will not give my life for Joffrey's murder and I know I'll get no justice here! So I will let the Gods decide my fate, I demand a trial by combat!"

Shilo was sitting in her room waiting for the hours to tick by until she would be sent for by Oberyn. On one hand she was hoping that he would like to talk about the trial. She needed to get some things off her chest about it and knowing his hate for Lannisters, she assumed that he wouldn't mind. On the other hand though, she was hoping he would be flirtatious and distract her from today. She remained seated when there was a knock on the door, she was used to the visits from Tywin Lannister and Jaime Lannister at all times of the day. She hoped it wasn't either of them, she couldn't be bothered with Tywin Lannister right now and whilst she had Jaime had grown closer lately, she needed space from all Lannisters right now. She was surprised when she heard her door open regardless and someone walk in; Rosalie wasn't here now. And Shilo had thought that perhaps if she hadn't answered then whoever was at her door would just leave, it was too early for Oberyn to send for her. Her back was to the door but she could feel the presence behind her.

"Shy?"

Her shoulders dropped, she didn't know what to do. The voice sounded as sad and broken as she felt.

"I'm so sorry, I should never have left."

Had Shilo been in the North, she'd had thought the voice belonged to Jon and he was apologizing for leaving for the wall. She was not in the North though, she was in Kings Landing. Shilo stood up and looked at Loras.

"You left me. When I needed you most Loras."

The tears she had been holding in during the trial had begun to fall, and Loras felt like something was stabbing at his heart. He let her talk.

"I was all alone, you knew. With Sansa gone...I...I..."

Shilo's words were lost in heavy sobs and Loras raced forward, cradling her in his arms. Shilo clung to the green silks Loras wore, tears raining down, and all Loras could do was hold her. He listened to her, she wished she had stayed in Winterfell, all of them. She wished King Robert had never rode North. She wished she had been able to protect Sansa and Arya properly. She wished things were as simple as they were in the North, She wished she was still playing in the snow with her cousins, listening to her aunt speak about Riverrun and teaching her how to run a household. She wanted to be telling Bran and Rickon stories about knights and dragons, she wanted Robb to tease her as Jory helped her with archery. She wanted to sit in the Godswood with her uncle. She wanted to leave Kings Landing and never look back. Loras could take a small joy from this, at least he knew that she would be leaving Kings Landing and she would never have to look back. He couldn't give her anything else but her freedom.

"I'm so sorry, Shy."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Loras chuckled slightly, "Oh Shy, only a fool wouldn't want you."

He hugged her tightly, he wasn't willing to allow her to think that he disliked her during her last days here. Loras had some making up to do, he would spend as much time with her as he could, Tywin Lannister be damned! Yet, now as he held her, he understood why his grandmother always asked about the relationship between the two. His grandmother knew of his sexuality and did not care, many times Loras had joked to Olenna that Shilo was much like a younger version of her. And he had supposed that she did not mind as the queen of thorns would merely smile; but now as Loras held her, he understood that this feeling he held for her was not unlike the love he felt for Renly. It was the same and yet it was different. He was not in love with her, he had been in love with Renly. He loved her as a man must love a woman, but he would guess that this love came from their mutual respect for one another, the way they accepted each other for who they were. This was a deep love he felt for her, one that he hoped was not one sided but he knew there wold never be anything of it. For he still loved Renly and he knew she still loved Jon. He almost pitied the man that she would someday marry, it would be hard to compete with her first love.

I'm sorry for the wait, but my head hasn't been in the right place but I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and let me know what you think! I love getting reviews!

I changed up some of the POVs and some of the speeches, I thought it might be kinda boring t read them word for word, but I hope you all enjoyed!